Chapter 8

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DC Horan and DC Payne visited the prison today; they were called to help do a checkup. They walked down the long corridors with an officer escorting them through the different sections. They walked to the Death Row inmates. They heard that Louis and Harry were still there, but they weren't there to see them.

They walked up to a gate where they saw the cells they were kept in.

"Where are the inmates?" Liam asked an officer.

"They're having a break" They both nodded before taking a step forward. The officer held his hand across their chest. "Are you sure you want to go in there?"

"Yeah, we'll be fine."

"Okay then, we'll have another officer with you. Rhodes!" he called.

Officer Rhodes looked towards them before approaching them. "Could you walk with them please?"

"Yes Sir."

He followed them through the gate once it was buzzed open. They saw some people turn their heads to look at them. They looked around at the different cells and saw that only a few inmates were in their cell.

"Some of them are outside."

Niall was a little behind them as they walked up some stairs and looked away as some of the inmates stared at them. He sighed as they walked across the top floor, sometimes he did feel sorry for them, but he realised that they deserved this as they committed bad crimes. Liam and the officer talked some more as they walked down the small corridor.

He paused as he stopped at a particular cell. He squinted his eyes as he looked at the two familiar bodies in the cell. They were sitting on the floor, and one was curled into the other's chest.

"Is that-?" he gasped when he saw Louis' eyes glare at him. The piercing blue seemed to scare him just a little. He stepped back and held onto the railing as a slight smirk appeared on the prisoner's face. "-Louis" he whispered.

Louis waved at him and still had that condescending smirk on his face.

"Detective Horan" he heard someone call him, but he didn't answer him. Harry's head was rested in the curve of Louis' shoulder, and his head rose up to stare at him. Niall's eyes widened as they both smirked at him. He was slightly freaked out as they both were unblinking and they just looked so frightening.

"Detective Horan!" he jumped, turning his head to the side as he faced the other two.

"Y-Yes?"

"We're going," Liam said, and he paused a bit, collecting his thoughts before going to follow after them.

"Sorry, I am coming."

Niall sighed, looking back at them one last time. Louis' face was buried in Harry's neck this time, a slight smirk on his lips as he kissed at the skin of his neck, one hand gently caressing Harry's cheek. Harry had this weird look on his face, one with no type of emotion showing when he waved at him. It was at this point that he decided to leave.

"Hey, are you okay?" Liam asked him with a frown.

"Y-Yes, I am fine."

"You look a bit troubled."

"Honestly Li, I am fine" he smiled.

"If you say so," he sighed.

"You two, get up." A guard said, banging the railings of their cell.

Louis jumped as he sat up quickly, accidentally hitting his head on the top bed. He yelped as Harry groaned from beside him.

"Lou?"

Louis cursed to himself but smiled when he felt that he was pulled into the arms of his lover.

He heard their gate open, and he raised an eyebrow. He had never seen the two guards that entered the room.

"Get up now; you have somewhere to be."

Louis climbed over Harry, getting out of their small single bed. He gasped when the guard roughly pulled him close, forcing his arms in front of him. He heard Harry growl out a 'careful' to them and Louis blushed. Next was Harry who had his arms cuffed behind his back.

They were led out with Louis going first as they went out of their cell. They were led through the many halls until they were taken to an office. Louis yelped when he was pushed into a seat, and he looked back to growl at the officer. Harry was placed in a seat only a few moments after him.

They waited for something to happen, Louis frowning when nothing did. He sighed but jumped when the door behind the desk opened. A woman came out dressed in a suit and she looked stressed. Her blonde hair was tied up into a messy bun. She was wearing glasses that rested atop of her nose. She huffed as she sat down before putting two pieces of paper in front of the both of them.

Louis immediately looked down, gasping as he looked at the title of the paper.

'DEATH WARRANT'

"As it says there you have eight weeks before your execution date. I would like you to update your next of kin list and we also need you to sign your death warrant."

"W-Wha-" Louis started.

"I know this is shocking news but unfortunately your time has come. A week before you go, you'll be allowed to have your last meal together, you can have a room together as well, and you can make your final phone call. This will all be sorted out prior ro your execution date."

"O-Okay," Louis whispered.

"Oh, I am Cara by the way, you'll be seeing a lot of me in the next few weeks." Louis nodded. "You'll be taken to a room so you can go and sign your warrant. Okay?" they didn't say anything. "We'll see each other later," she said, getting out of her seat and heading for the door again.

They were separated into different cells to go and sign the warrants. Of course, Louis put up a fit when they were, but one quick kiss settled it. Louis just stared at his paper for a few moments, still trying to comprehend what was happening to him. He eventually signed, letting himself be taken out of the room by the guard and brought to a different cell. Louis frowned as he was pushed into a cell that he wasn't in before, his hands being un-cuffed in the process. He bit his lip and waited for something to happen.

It was at least an hour, well what seemed like one, before the door opened and Harry was pushed in with him.

"What happened to you Haz?" Louis asked worriedly.

"Nothing Lou. It just took a long time."

"Oh," Louis nodded before shrinking back into his seat.

"What is wrong Lou?" he sighed.

"I just didn't want to be reminded that we were going to die, just seeing the warrant made it all real."

Harry moved to sit beside him, and Louis instantly went to rest his head on his shoulder. "Don't think about it Lou, there's nothing to worry about. We're all going to die one day; it was just sped up for us."

"We didn't do anything wrong did we?" Louis frowned.

"No, the World doesn't understand people like us, they think we're different to them, but we're all the same."

"Okay, I believe you."

"I'm the only one that can protect you so don't let anyone think that they're your friend, stay with me at all times, I don't want to lose you."

"You'll always have me, and I'll always have you right?"

"Yeah, forever."

"Thank you," Louis smiled, cuddling into his chest.

Harry sighed as Louis buried his face in his neck. He was currently sleeping in his lap and was breathing deeply. He watched his chest rise and fall and listened to the quiet snores coming from his mouth.

Harry leant his head back against the grimy wall, closing his eyes as well. His eyes shot open when a fist banged against the door. He looked up to find who it was, staring at the guard who was looking at him through the key hole.

"You have a visitor," he said and soon the door was opened for him. His head tilted to the side as he stared at the guard. "Get up." Harry shook his head. "I said get up, or we'll separate you from him."

Harry had growled before he lifted Louis into his arms. Louis shifted in his sleep, curling more into Harry's body. He sighed before setting him down on the bench. As soon as he was put down on the seat, Harry's hands were cuffed behind his back. He growled before letting himself be pulled along the corridor. He was led to the visitors centre and then pushed towards a booth.

His arms were untied before he was forced into the chair. He looked to see who it was and he immediately glared. He picked up the telephone and waited for the visitor to speak.

"Harry-"

"You can't call me that." he spat.

"I can call you whatever I want."

"Why are you here?"

Liam sighed. "I heard that you got your 'Death Warrant'"

"You here to patronise me?"

"No, I wanted to ask if you need an attorney."

"We don't need one," he spoke.

Liam just smiled before shaking his head.

"Again, I'm only trying to help you."

"I don't need help."

"What about Louis? If you won't do it for yourself won't you do it for him?" Harry stayed silent, and Liam smiled again. "Do it for him at least; I know you seem fine with all this but is Louis?"

"He's fine."

"I don't think he is; you are the stronger one out of the two aren't you?"

"Why should I go to you for help? You put us in jail."

"You don't have to take my help, but I am helping you, you don't need to know why," Liam said, rolling his eyes.

"Thanks for everything Payne but we don't need your help if we're going to die anyway," Harry muttered then hung up the phone.

Liam just nodded before watching Harry be taken away by the guards and dragged out of the room.

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